Chapter 13 — Three-Year Savings Book and Fraudulent Marriage

Leave Thuy Hang Company. I drove straight to Tran Kien Minh's law office.

“They tore up the agreement.”

Tran Kien Minh pushed up his glasses.

“Just as I expected.”

“This type of person doesn't shed tears when he doesn't see a coffin.”

“Then let them see the coffin.”

I pulled out a chair and sat down. His eyes were cold.

“Start filing lawsuit.”

Tran Kien Minh opened the computer.

“This time, we will play by the rules.”

Tran Kien Minh opened the computer.

“How much evidence do you have now?”

“First, the credit report shows that Zhou Rui had a personal debt of 230,000 yuan before the marriage.”

“Second, the guarantee document is 1,200,000 yuan.”

“Third, today Phuong Vien sent me all the screenshots of the messages.”

“Including the dialogue where Chu Thuy asked her to coordinate the play and the transfer records.”

“Fourth, all recording content at Thuy Hang Company today.”

“What's in the recording?”

"Trieu Phuong admitted that he wanted to wait for the term deposit to mature to divide my money."

“Chu Loi also showed signs of physical threat.”

Tran Kien Minh's finger lightly tapped the table top twice.

“Let's sue for divorce.”

“Hiding large debts before marriage.”

“How is the processing speed?”

“Soon, the first mediation session will be held in about a month.”

"If Chu Thuy does not agree to divorce, the court will conduct mediation first."

“If reconciliation fails, then trial.”

“With the amount of evidence you have, the possibility of being granted a divorce is over ninety percent.”

“There's one more thing.”

Tran Kien Minh opened the drawer and took out a set of documents.

“Director Luu of Minh Vien Group introduced you to someone.”

“Trieu Minh Dat.”

“Legal Director of Minh Vien.”

“He said next month there will be an inter-provincial asset merger and acquisition deal.”

“The value is about 200 million yuan.”

“They want to hire you as an independent financial advisor.”

200 million yuan. I paused a bit.

“Director Liu mentioned me?”

“Not just mentioning it.”

“Trieu Minh Dat said he had seen all the projects she was in charge of in the past three years.”

“His assessment is only six words.”

"Professional."

"Exactly."

"Reliable."

I received the documents. Inside is basic information of the project and remuneration standards. Independent consultant fee: 800,000 yuan. Plus the commission from the restructuring project of 80 million yuan. Just these two projects alone. My income this year has exceeded 1,200,000 yuan. I put the documents away.

“Lawyer Tran.”

“Let's file a lawsuit today.”

On the way out of the law office. I called my mother.

“I have something to say.”

“What's going on?”

"I'm about to divorce Chu Thuy."

The other end of the line was silent for a few seconds.

“Your father is sitting next to me.”

“Mom turned it on speakerphone.”

I told the whole story from beginning to end. Guarantee story. Debt matter. Fake adultery. The whole trap is aimed at the dowry. After listening. The other side of the phone was silent for a long time. My father's voice rang out. A little more hoarse than usual.

“I just asked you something.”

“Dad, tell me.”

“Is your money safe?”

I smiled.

“Not a penny missing.”

“So that's good.”

He was silent again for a moment.

“It's dad who's wrong with me.”

“Can't see its personality clearly.”

“Dad, this is not your fault.”

“You decide what happens next.”

“We believe in you.”

After hanging up. I sit Stay in the car for a while. For the first time, I felt my eye sockets get a little hot. Not out of self-pity. But because of the saying:

“We believe in you.”

Those four words. Worth a lot more than 1,500,000 yuan. Three days after the lawsuit was filed. Chu Thuy came to my company. He stood in the middle of the large hall. In his hand he held a court summons. The receptionist called me internally with a tense expression.

“Ms. Tri Y.”

“There is a man who says he is your husband.”

“He doesn't seem to be in a good mood…”

I went downstairs. Chu Thuy stood in the middle of the hall. There were a few colleagues around who looked curiously.

“Can we go outside and talk?”

I walked in front of him.

“Let's talk about anything here.”

He held up the summons.

“Are you really suing?”

“Has lawyer Tran not informed you yet?”

“But I thought you were just threatening.”

“I never threatened anyone.”

He took a step forward. Lower your voice.

“What do you want in the end?”

“Just give me the conditions.”

“I have already given the conditions.”

“But my mother tore it up.”

“Then you sign again.”

"No need."

“Now let the court decide.”

His hand holding the summons was clenched so tightly that it was wrinkled.

“Do I have to do it to this extent?”

“Chu Thuy.”

“This is all because you made it to this point first.”